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Chapter 672 Desperate Identity

Yan Clan or Tian Clan, which one should she trust?
What if both are enemies?

The black monkey was still babbling, but Luo Qingyin couldn't hear it all.

Why is she a descendant of the Phoenix God Clan?

Why are Zi Yunchen and Hua Qianye both members of the top ten ancient clans?
Oh, and Jimo Wuxin.

Why are the people around her all from the top ten ancient clans?
Is it the will of God in the dark?
Is the Phoenix God Clan doomed to extinction?
Could it be that no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get rid of her fate?

An uncontrollable resentment welled up in her heart, and all the comfort she felt after being promoted to general faded away.

She clenched her fists and heard Mo Hou say: "The reason why the Celestial Clan has survived and thrived is because they survived the Great War of the Ancients. Trusting him is probably better than trusting bad men."

After all, she still has Hua Qianye's handle in her hand.

But so what?

As long as they are members of the top ten ancient clans, what is the difference between Ziyun Chen and Hua Qianye?
Luo Qingyin shook her head, suppressed the gloom in her heart, and said lightly: "It's useless. Ziyun Chen is just below, as long as I walk out of Zhongfeng, he must be the first person I see."

The black monkey pouted, and immediately stopped talking.

"So, if you can't find something to cover up the Phoenix God's bloodline, I won't leave here. You go down and tell Zi Yunchen that I have been roasted into nothingness."

The black monkey was startled: "So ruthless?"

"Or you tell him that I'm going to retreat here for a period of time. After I learn the distraction forbidden technique, I will have someone kill my spiritual body to feign death."

Luo Qingyin looked at it, with a cold and resolute smile on her lips, "Which method do you think is better?"

Mo Hou scratched his face: "Let's see what can cover up the Phoenix God's bloodline, shall we?"

Luo Qingyin leaned against the burning rock in frustration.

She can speak harshly.

But if she was not desperate, she would never do that.

"Ziyunchen, Ziyunchen, I hope we are not enemies." Luo Qingyin went through all the things in the ring, but did not find anything useful, and was about to think about how to deal with it, when the black monkey suddenly became excited He jumped up: "My lord remembered, there is one thing that might work."

Luo Qingyin cheered up: "What is it?"

The black monkey pointed at her neck with its paw: "The Xuanyu is inherited from the Phoenix God Clan."

Huh?
Almost forgot it existed.

Grabbing the red rope and pulling the inheritance Xuanyu out of the clothes, Luo Qingyin's heart moved, and he injected the Phoenix God's true meaning into it, arousing its power.

As a dazzling red light bloomed, the black monkey shouted happily: "It's really possible! The ancestors of your Fengshen clan are pretty reliable, and you have left something to save your life for future generations, Zhi Zhi."

Exhaling slowly, Luo Qingyin wiped the sweat from her forehead, stood up and said, "Let's go down the mountain."

Walking to the position between the left peak and the right peak, Luo Qingyin saw Zi Yunchen standing alone beside the rock from a distance before he got out of the formation.

His back is always straight, his legs are slender, and his flowing cloud-like figure is always full of elegance.

The halo cast by the slanting sunlight hit his side face just right, and his finely carved eyebrows and eyes were dazzled indistinctly.

But she could see that he was not in a good mood.

With one hand propped on the rock, his fingertips were deeply inserted into the rock.

On that rock, she could clearly see the countless fingerprints he left behind.

He is irritable.

She knew because he worried about her.

The memory that Luo Qingyin had finally suppressed came back to her mind involuntarily.

If he is really a member of Dayan Shenchao, what should she do?
Sometimes, it's not that she wants to let him go, or he can just let her go.

Involving the two ancient clans, the matter is definitely much more serious than the two of them falling in love.

It was hard for her to fall in love with this man.

God is always too cruel to people.

Almost the moment she saw him, she made a decision in her heart...

Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingyin stepped through Zhongfeng's formation, revealing his figure.

Zi Yunchen didn't know if he didn't even let the wind blow and the grass move, and when he heard the sound of his clothes being blown by the wind, he raised his head suddenly.

"Kitty!"

Zi Yunchen's figure was as fast as lightning, and when the words fell, he had already embraced her in his arms.

Masculine breath, warm touch, familiar smell... Luo Qingyin remained motionless in his arms, but trembled from body to heart.

Hugging his waist tightly, she pursed her lips tightly as if she had suppressed it for a long time, her stubborn eyes were filled with tears, and then slipped down the corners of them quietly.

...Hopefully, this is not the last hug between her and him.

"Little cat, little cat, luckily you're fine..." Zi Yunchen murmured, pressing his face tightly against hers, as if he couldn't call her enough. She entered Zhongfeng only a few days ago. But he seemed to have experienced life and death several times, he was worried every day, worried that she would have a little accident.

Worried that poisonous water and poisonous arrows may be sprayed out of the formation at any time.

I am worried that there are some large beasts in the formation, which are not of a level she can deal with.

Worried that she couldn't find Shenhuo.

Worried that she would be burned into nothingness after she found Shenhuo.

In short, endless worries.

Seeing her again this time, seeing her standing in front of her alive, he didn't have time to think about it, the joy of regaining what was lost flooded his heart, his eyes turned slightly red.

His voice was very low, like cool spring water gliding over pebbles.

The way he looked at her was like looking at his only sun.

No one can hide love.

Even if he is Zi Yunchen.

He really put her in the most important position in his life.

Holding Luo Qingyin's face in his hands, he wanted to kiss her lips, but she pushed his face aside one step faster.

Sensing her dodge, Zi Yunchen chased after him relentlessly, forcing her to tangle with him.

His slender and powerful arms held her tightly in front of his chest, holding her head in his hands, grabbing her rose lips emotionally, and kissing her deeply.

His lips and teeth were close together, and he almost wanted to kiss her until he suffocated, not allowing her to resist, not allowing her to be distracted.

Luo Qingyin leaned against his arms, a burning and hopeless feeling came like a tide.

The deeper he kissed, the more desperate she became.

The desperation was almost frightening to her.

Behind her is a blinding cliff, which is the junction of the left and right peaks. The whistling wind worms blow through the gap, and his black hair brushes her face, carrying his own taste, clear and soft.

The golden light slanted on their bodies, illuminating their lingering kiss.

Tears poured down like a fountain.

The world changed from clear to blurred. Zi Yunchen's slightly drooping eyelashes, lingering eyebrows, and affectionate eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

Her heart became clearer than ever before.

Tears fell on his lips, he raised his head, and she didn't know when tears were streaming down his face.

(End of this chapter)